Six.

Roomie1: I'm looking for grooms for my rabbit.
Roomie2: I had one boy rabbit and one girl rabbit a few years back. Every 3 months i used to distribute baby rabbits to all my friends.
Roomie1: They make too many babies, no!
Me: They fuck like mad. It has to happen.
Roomie1: Ya, they should be made a symbol of-
Me: Umm, playboy bunny?
Roomie: Oh. OH. OHHHHH! Damn. I never realised. :o

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I bought a sketch pad. And oil pastels. I drew hands once. It's therapeutic.

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Eating out all the time sucks.

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Beaches make me happy. I talk too much and am easily amused. When I'm quiet I'm either high or just in equilibrium. The beach is my equilibrium. The beach is my silence. The beach is my reality check. The beach is my schizophrenia cure. The beach is the answer to all of life's riddles, and the machine that squeezes all of life's lemons.

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I suck at keeping in touch :x

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I miss home. And everything that home signifies.

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Once again, mentally, I'm at that juncture where i cannot relate with either the past or the present, and i just can't bring myself to think of the future.

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Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm